Chapter 97

"Thank you, Miss A'bi, for this time."

Although he felt disdain for Murong Fu in his heart, Murong Fu was Murong Fu, and A'bi was A'bi;

Zhang Jie was still very grateful for A'bi's willingness to lend a helping hand.

"It's just a small matter, Young Master Zhang doesn't need to take it to heart."

A'bi smiled beautifully.

Zhang Jie, however, had a stern face: "For you, Miss A'bi, it was just a casual help,

but for us who were lost, it was like sending charcoal in the snow."

"Please accept my bow."

Zhang Jie, who had always been clear about gratitude and grudges, cupped his hands and bowed.

"Young Master Zhang is too polite."

A'bi hurriedly helped Zhang Jie up.

Madam Wang, looking at Zhang Jie's gentle and polite behavior, had a few more points of approval for this cheap junior brother in her eyes.

After helping Zhang Jie up, A'bi said goodbye to Madam Wang:

"I have disturbed the Madam today; I will definitely visit formally another day."

"Go."

Madam Wang waved her hand indifferently.

"Miss A'bi, we will meet again."

Zhang Jie tapped his toes lightly, like an immortal stepping on waves,

crossed the dozen-meter water surface in an instant, and landed on the pier.

Yue Laosan and Fan Bailing, who didn't have Zhang Jie's light martial arts, could only row honestly to arrive.

"And these two are?"

Madam Wang's attention finally turned to Yue Laosan and the other.

Zhang Jie, watching A'bi leave, introduced them:

"This is my senior brother's disciple, Fan Bailing."

Fan Bailing bowed deeply to Madam Wang: "Fan Bailing greets the Junior Aunt."

Although he was older than Madam Wang,

who made Madam Wang's seniority high, being the daughter of their grandmaster Wu Yazi.

"Senior Brother Su..."

Hearing Su Xinghe's name, Madam Wang fell into memories.

Back then, her father Wu Yazi and mother Li Qiushui were at odds,

and they often neglected her, so it was Su Xinghe who took care of her when she was young.

"Is Senior Brother Su doing well?" Madam Wang asked.

Fan Bailing replied politely: "Since the Leader succeeded to the throne,

Master has laid down his heavy burden, wandering through mountains and rivers every day, playing chess for fun."

"In that case, I can rest easy."

Madam Wang felt much relieved upon hearing this.

"This is my Xiaoyao Sect's protector, Yue Laosan."

Zhang Jie continued to introduce Yue Laosan.

Yue Laosan hurriedly squeezed out a smile: "Yue Laosan greets the Junior Aunt."

However, as a fierce and evil person, he looked even more ferocious after squeezing out a smile.

"Hmm."

Madam Wang nodded slightly and stopped paying attention to Yue Laosan.

Having a father who was a face-controller, a mother who was a face-controller, and a senior brother who was a face-controller, she was actually a face-controller too.

With Yue Laosan's appearance, he really didn't enter her eyes.

If it weren't for Zhang Jie's face, she would have had people beat Yue Laosan out with sticks long ago.

Of course, whether they could beat him or not was another matter.

"Junior Brother, please come into the villa to rest."

After Madam Wang invited them, she turned and walked into Mantuo Shanzhuang.

Zhang Jie led the two and followed behind her.

Along the way, Zhang Jie saw all kinds of camellias.

It was now the third month of spring, and the camellias were blooming brightly.

There were both Azalea Reds with flowers as big as lotuses,

and Golden Camellias, which were golden yellow and had a waxy texture, a rare treasure among camellias.

Other common red, white, pink, yellow, and other varieties were countless.

For a time, Zhang Jie felt as if he were trapped in an ocean of camellias.

A large number of various flower seas attracted countless butterflies of all colors.

At this moment, beside Zhang Jie, there were at least a dozen butterflies dancing around.

"Junior Brother, what do you think of my camellias?"

Madam Wang said with pride.

Madam Wang intended to show off, and Zhang Jie naturally wouldn't tear down the stage, so he began to flatter:

"Senior Sister's camellias are truly beautiful, opening my eyes."

However, Zhang Jie wasn't entirely flattering here: such a complete variety of camellias,

even compared to botanical gardens specializing in cultivating plants in the 21st century, was not inferior.

Not to mention that the varieties, planting locations,

layout, and appearance of these camellias had all been carefully selected and organized.

In an ancient world like the Great Song, without mountains of gold and silver,

and a large amount of energy input, one couldn't manage such a camellia manor at all.

Listening to Zhang Jie's praise from the bottom of his heart, Madam Wang couldn't help but show a little pride.

In these ten-plus years, apart from focusing on her daughter, she had devoted all her energy to these camellias.

However, in an instant, the pride on her face was replaced by desolation, like Xizi holding her heart:

"Camellias are beautiful, but if no one appreciates them, what is the point?"

Zhang Jie, hearing this, looked at his nose and his nose at his heart, not interrupting.

Madam Wang didn't like camellias;

she liked the person who used to appreciate camellias with her.

And this person was clearly that Prince Duan, who was affectionate everywhere and had illegitimate daughters all over the world.

Anyway, it wouldn't be Master Wang, the unlucky leftovers-taker who was happy to be a father.

It is said that Prince Duan and Madam Wang first met in a place where camellias were blooming.

They met there, fell in love, and had Wang Yuyan...

Soon, the group arrived at the guest hall of Mantuo Shanzhuang.

After letting the maids serve tea, Madam Wang asked:

"I wonder what business Junior Brother has coming to my Mantuo Shanzhuang?"

"Before the Master passed away, he instructed me to give a letter to Senior Sister."

Zhang Jie put down the blue and white porcelain teacup, took a letter from his sleeve, and handed it to Madam Wang.

"A letter?"

Madam Wang picked up the envelope, tore off the wax seal, took out the letter paper, and unfolded it:

To my daughter Qingluo:

In my life, I know I have owed many people, but I know best that the person I have wronged the most is you.

Wu Yazi's last words

"Father!"

Looking at Wu Yazi's last letter in her hand, Madam Wang burst into tears.

Although she hadn't seen him for many years, she still clearly remembered Wu Yazi's writing habits; this was indeed Wu Yazi's last letter.

"Senior Sister, please restrain your grief."

Zhang Jie comforted Madam Wang softly.

Hmm, Wu Yazi was already paralyzed and couldn't hold a pen,

so this letter was actually dictated by Wu Yazi, and he wrote it on his behalf.

"Ding Chunqiu, I want you to die!"

Thinking of the culprit who made Wu Yazi and Li Qiushui turn against each other,

and the murderer who later injured Wu Yazi, Madam Wang said hatefully.

Zhang Jie guaranteed solemnly: "Senior Sister, please rest assured,

I will definitely use Ding Chunqiu's head to sacrifice to the Master."

After having a common enemy, Madam Wang's eyes toward Zhang Jie became a few points closer:

"Junior Brother came here for the secret manuals in the Langhuan Jade Cave?"

Zhang Jie admitted frankly: "Exactly. That Ding Chunqiu has been entrenched in the Starry Sea for many years,

his poison skills are unfathomable, and he has countless disciples and grand-disciples.

Although I have received the Master's internal energy, my fist and foot skills are quite shallow,

and only by making up for my shortcomings with the martial arts in the Langhuan Jade Cave can I be sure."

Although he was already sure he could kill Ding Chunqiu with a half-cycle of internal energy,

he couldn't say directly to Madam Wang, 'The secret manuals in the Langhuan Jade Cave are all the accumulation of the Xiaoyao Sect,

and as the leader of the Xiaoyao Sect, I have the right to take over the Langhuan Jade Cave.'

That was too rough, too lacking in technical content; it had to be tactful and subtle.

"I will take Junior Brother to the Langhuan Jade Cave now."

Madam Wang, who had been blinded by hatred, stood up suddenly.

"Thank you, Senior Sister."

Zhang Jie, who was happy to see this, said.

Soon, the group arrived at a cave entrance located behind Mantuo Shanzhuang.

"Junior Brother?"

Madam Wang, who had dismissed the maids, looked at Yue Laosan and the other.

Zhang Jie, understanding Madam Wang's meaning, nodded slightly:

"Bailing, Yue Lao San, you wait outside for now."

"Yes, Leader."

Fan Bailing and the other took the order.

'It seems my junior brother's martial arts are even higher than I imagined.'

Seeing Fan Bailing and the other execute Zhang Jie's order without any objection, Madam Wang thought to herself.

'However, the higher his martial arts, the higher my hope for revenge.'

Madam Wang pushed open the door and walked in with ease.

Zhang Jie, who followed behind her, smelled a scent of incense as soon as he entered.

His nostrils moved, and he smelled the insect-repelling and anti-corrosion ingredients in this incense.

"It seems I won't encounter the annoying thing of secret manuals being eaten by insects and rats."

Zhang Jie nodded with satisfaction.

At the same time, he looked carefully at the cave secret room again,

and discovered that it had a stone structure like stalactites.

It seems this secret room should have been a natural karst cave or something similar before.

It was renovated and utilized after being discovered by the Wang family or Madam Wang.